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"Least you're trying," He chuckled, leaning back in the chair slightly so he could pull her more up onto him.
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She nodded, resting against him
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He twirled a lock of her hair mindlessly in his fingers, the afternoon light making it glow gold.
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"Love you too," Caden answered automatically, tounge yearning for a sip of whiskey.
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"Want anything?" She offered
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"Besides you I don't think I need anything," He explained, pecking her lips.
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"I said want, not need, handsome."
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"Besides you I don't think I want anything else," He emphasized
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"Well then I'm gonna let you get back to...whatever it was you were doing, and take a nap" She muttered, climbing off of him. "My stomach hurts and I'm exhausted:
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